My grandmother was always an adventurous woman. When she was a kid, she would ride her father's horse bareback to school. When she was in her 20's she was the first person in our family to fly in a plane (with her 9 month old baby). During the years she was raising her children, her love of travel & adventure would continue to flourish. At any given moment she might be in Oceanside, California or in San Antonio & Fort Worth visiting her her siblings.
Even in her 80's & 90's she continued to travel and her quest for new experiences. In the summer of 1997 we traveled to Spain on a family. One day after several hours of sight seeing grandma complained that if she had to look at another museum or old church she was going to hop on the next plane home! That afternoon we went to the Hard Rock Cafe (Madrid) for lunch. While we were waiting for our table grandma wandered off & and met Tito Puente who was giving an interview for a Spanish television station. After his interview, "Tito" came over to say hello to grandma and let her take pictures. He even joked with her saying he was going to charge her $5 per picture. This would be a tale she would repeat to her friends & family members for years to come.
Her life had many sad moments... her mother died when grandma was only 12 years old. She outlived 2 brothers and 2 sisters (all younger than her), and after 58 years together she buried her husband... the only man she ever loved. Despite all these hardships she was always loving, caring & generous. Last Fall, just a few months after my mom died, my grandma decided to join her in Heaven.
We miss you both, Happy Mother's Day
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You are a great storyteller. Grandma sounds like the person everyone would want to be like. Happy Mothers Day...Zman
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